The next day.

After repairing in Tiantongyuan overnight, Jiang Zhixing was like two people before.

The elixir and spiritual liquid that Jiang Chen configured had a great effect, and the toxins in Jiang Zhixing's body were basically emptied, and the aura quickly repaired the damaged body cells.

His health now is no different from before he got sick, and even better than it was then.

The radiant Jiang Zhixing stood in front of the mirror, looking at himself inside, feeling like he was in a dream.

A few people had a hasty meal at the breakfast shop at the entrance of the community, and Jiang Chen drove the potholed Audi A8 towards the old house.

Jiang Zhixing is a scholar, and for a person, he usually watches his deeds and listens to his words.

Jiang Chen's series of behaviors had already dispelled his last concerns, and he knew that this son had grown up.

Yanjing City in the middle of winter morning is very cold.

Last night there was a little snow and the road conditions were not good.

Fortunately, today is Saturday, and there are not many cars on the road, so Jiang Chen stepped on the accelerator directly to the end, and soon arrived at the parking lot outside the old house.

Early in the middle of winter, the old house is not ordinarily lively.

The parking lot outside was already densely packed with luxury cars, and when Jiang Chen and the others arrived, there were cars coming from time to time, and the surrounding temporary parking lots were almost full.

After Jiang Chen and the others got out of the car, Jiang Zhixing looked at the license plates of those luxury cars and said, "Aren't these all the cars of the board of directors?"

Soon, those who got out of the car recognized Jiang Zhixing.

"Huh, isn't this Mr. Jiang?"

"Mr. Jiang, are you feeling well?"

Jiang Zhixing responded politely one by one.

"Why did you come here early in the morning?" Jiang Zhixing asked.

"The chairman informed him that there was something important to announce!" said an executive who was more familiar with Jiang Zhixing.

Chairman?

Isn't it just that Uncle Jiang knows the difficulty?

A trace of doubt flashed in Jiang Chen's heart.

He swaggered in with his father, and the living room of the first-floor building was already densely packed with people, talking to each other.

Mu Feng, the butler, was pouring water for everyone with a servant.

Seeing Jiang Zhixing, everyone was taken aback.

Especially the housekeeper Mu Feng, his eyes were about to fall off, and the teapot in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

This movement attracted all the directors who were talking in a low voice.

After a brief silence, an exclamation erupted in the living room.

The housekeeper Mu Feng staggered over: "Three masters, when can you leave?"

Jiang Zhixing pointed at Jiang Chen: "Thanks to my son's wonderful rejuvenation and curbing the stubborn diseases in my body, I can drag this body here today." ”

Your son?

Everyone was stunned.

They all set their sights on the inconspicuous Jiang Chen.

At first, they thought that this was just Jiang Zhixing's follower.

"This is Jiang Chen, right? I don't even know him!"

"Tut, he's shocked that he knows how to heal!"

Jiang Chen glanced at everyone lightly, and when the housekeeper Mu Feng saw Jiang Chen, he unconsciously lowered his head, his eyes dodged in a panic, and he didn't dare to look at Jiang Chen at all.

"Where's my grandfather?" Jiang Chen asked lightly.

Mu Feng panicked: "Young Master Jiang, the old man is washing upstairs!"

"Who called these people?" Jiang Chen glanced at everyone in the living room without any scruples, and asked indifferently.

Mu Feng didn't want to answer.

But Jiang Chen's voice seemed to be penetrating and controlling, and he couldn't help but say: "The directors are all called by the big bosses!"

"What about others?" Jiang Chen asked sharply.

Mu Feng was frightened by Jiang Chen's momentum, and whispered: "The big boss is treating in the backyard guest room, and the doctor from the Zhai Family Medical Center has just passed!"

"Little master, you were too heavy yesterday, and they were seriously injured!"

The sound of the wood wind is loud.

He spoke, and there was a buzz in the living room.

Everyone looked at Jiang Chen in shock.

Jiang Zhinan is the helmsman of the Jiang family, the official head of the family, how dare Jiang Chen?

Mu Feng saw everyone's reaction, and a trace of imperceptible pride flashed in his eyes.

However, this subtle look was easily captured by Jiang Chen.

"Hurry up and let him get out!" Jiang Chen shouted coldly.

Don't give Mu Feng any face.

Everyone was shocked.

Since their Jiang family's business has been in business for so many years, they have known that Jiang Zhixing's family is not welcomed, although they are polite and polite on the surface, they look down on them at all.

Jiang Zhixing is still like this, let alone his son.

In their impression, Jiang Chen was shy and introverted when he was a child, and he had always been the target of bullying by children in the family, but now he feels like a different person.

Yesterday, he even beat Jiang Dong, and Jiang knew that it was difficult.

Boom!

Seeing Jiang Chen so presumptuous, sitting diagonally opposite the living room, a director on a rosewood chair couldn't sit still.

He slapped the table angrily: "Presumptuous, the Jiang family, when will it be a child's turn to speak?"

Jiang Chen glanced at it, and the person who spoke was a middle-aged man with gray hair, with a dignified face, and he was a leader at first glance, but between his eyebrows was a traitorous figure, a villain.

This man's name is Wei Ximing, and he is a high-ranking director in the family business.

Since the old man was young, he has worked in the company, and over the years, he has become Jiang Zhinan's right-hand man, and he is a veteran figure in the company second only to Jiang Zhinan.

In the early years, when the old man wanted to pass on the position of family business management to Jiang Zhixing, he strongly opposed it.

It was also him, who single-handedly kicked Jiang Zhixing out of the board of directors and gave him a peripheral idleness, and since then Jiang Zhixing has completely faded out of the core of the Jiang family.

Jiang Chen had already seen that he was unhappy, but he didn't expect him to hit the muzzle of the gun himself.

"Oh?" Jiang Chen said lightly.

Wei Ximing thought that Jiang Chen was afraid, and glanced at everyone and stood up: "There are no tigers in the mountains, monkeys are called kings, what qualifications do you have to shout here, a marginal person of the Jiang family dares to be so presumptuous, and he still beats people, waiting to be dealt with by the family law!"

Wei Ximing thought that he was standing on the moral high ground, took out his preaching model in the boardroom, and chattered endlessly.

"Noise!"

Jiang Chen snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the teapot on the table smashed towards Wei Ximing with a bang.

Syllable!

There was a bang, the fragments of the teapot splashed everywhere, and Wei Ximing fell down with a bloody face.

Hiss!

Everyone gasped.

One executive immediately said angrily, "How can you hit someone?"

"Noise, open your mouth!"

I didn't see Jiang Chen make a move, and after a crisp sound, the molars splashed, and the executive was directly photographed flying up, and hit the corner with a bang.

This time, no one dared to speak.

Everyone was silent and bowed their heads.

Even Jiang Zhixing was frightened and wanted to stop it, but after thinking about some of the things Jiang Chen said to him last night, he could only hold back.

"I asked you to call that waste, deaf?" Jiang Chen looked at Mu Feng coldly.

A murderous aura instantly filled the wooden wind.

Mu Feng's frightened legs weakened, and his teeth trembled: "I...... I'll go now, little master, to stop his anger!"